A Thanksgiving gift: a traipsing octopus. Also, I hate the turkey pardoning.

Courtesy of BoingBoing, (and thanks to Evil Dwight and Sara) an octopus emerges from the water and takes a stroll. That is the best thing today.

But my least favorite thing of the day? The turkey pardoning.
Things I hate about the turkey pardoning:

1. The pardoning. This turkey was never going to be killed, so where is the “pardon” part? I know I’ll be eating a formerly living bird tomorrow, but I like to be reminded of that exactly never.

2. The stupid turkey names. They — primary turkey and understudy — are either given food-based names, such as Pecan and Pumpkin, or Gerald-Ford-dog names, such as this year’s Liberty and Peace. Either way, blech.

3. The cruelty. Read the link above. One year they nailed the turkey’s feet down.

4. How stupid it makes the president look. Any president. The president must hate this more than I do.

5. The fake tradition. Anything that’s been done only since 1989 isn’t a tradition.